Whizbang Dustyboots
Gnometown Hero
Wetfoot nods and mumbles something incoherent as he squirms in Garn's glare. Meanwhile, the Dockmaster's basket squeaks back up to the upper story. A small hand darts out and extracts the note. The basket swings back and forth in the breeze a moment while nothing happens.
A few moments later, there's a loud voice, barking something unintelligible above and the sound of a door or trapdoor slamming. After a moment, there's the rhythmic sound of someone quickly running down a long series of wooden steps. Finally, the door at the bottom of the tower is thrown open, and a young girl thrusts her head through the crack.
"He says 'prove it.'"
A few moments later, there's a loud voice, barking something unintelligible above and the sound of a door or trapdoor slamming. After a moment, there's the rhythmic sound of someone quickly running down a long series of wooden steps. Finally, the door at the bottom of the tower is thrown open, and a young girl thrusts her head through the crack.
"He says 'prove it.'"